The leader of the Wraith unit that had raided Giza had come to oversee the operations. Right now, he was intrigued by this female with red hair. Two soldiers had brought her to him and made her kneel. They were gripping her shoulders so she couldn't attempt anything. The human didn't look impressed by the Wraith leader or the situation. In fact, she looked confident. The leader was even more intrigued when her eyes glowed.

"Our name is Hathor. We'd like to propose an alliance with your people," Hathor, aka Sally, or the other way around, said with an echoing voice.

The Wraith raised an eyebrow, but the rest of his body remained still. That was unexpected. He had never seen something like that. Certainly because he wasn't acquainted with this galaxy. Whatever, he was there for a mission: watch the stargate and the surroundings. He couldn't waste time on details for the moment. No matter what this living being was, it represented an obstacle. The Wraith leader snorted. He slammed his right hand onto Hathor's chest. Hathor tried to fight back, in vain, the soldiers were firmly maintaining her shoulders and arms. Her body aged abruptly. Not really the response Hathor had expected… She sadly realized it was the end…

The Wraith leader stopped the process because he noticed small ships flying towards his unit's position. The warriors let Hathor's body fall, it was already too late for her anyway, and aimed their weapons towards the coming ships. They weren't Wraith. They were Goa'uld. They started to attack the area…

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… The opposite situation was happening at the USAF hospital in Colorado Springs. Wraith Darts were firing at Jaffas on the ground. Teal'c's son, Ry'ac, had been proud to lead the section that had taken control of the facility. He had hoped that his father would be proud of him when he learnt the news. Now, this unknown enemy was disturbing all his plans. Ry'ac ordered his people to fire. A few Jaffas walked by dead corpses of humans. Doctor Fraiser was one of them, killed by a blast in the chest.